traceroute

At a young age, my father decided that he wasn’t much for staying in one place. As a result, he joined the Air Force, which led to him meeting my mother, which led to me. Having a family didn’t really do much for dad’s wanderlust, and as a result, I got to move around quite a bit as a kid. Once we got to Hawaii in 1987, the frenetic pace of the moving came to a screeching halt, as it became the home for our family for the next 7 years (and a couple of years longer for me). This traceroute follows my family’s adventures through 1992, then my own travels from that point onward.